I had a friend that built up a '55 Chevy. Primer black. That automobile would scream. I was the first to go out with him the night he got it running. It was so awesome, I don't know where to begin to describe the sound. With the power it had, my buddy Steve was actually afraid to drive it. He ended up selling it to a guy dating his oldest sister.

Anybody with a great ride went to the Drive In on Friday and Saturday nights. That was the place to go in Columbus in the 50s/60s.